someone either in my family or that was a good friend of mine (think "little sister" type person -- we'll call her Ze) had gone out and bought a bunch of new stuff. she came home and had this diary. she started bragging about how [insert superpopular person X] and [insert superpopular person Y] were her friends and stuff. i started to make a fancy dinner. it was late.

at some point, i read the diary. i'm not sure why i did, and i didn't even feel guilty about it in the dream (which is weird). i found out that she'd been saying horrible things about other people i cared about (and me) to others. including X and Y and Y's family that were coming over for the dinner.

while i was talking to Ze about this, X and Y and family showed up. they butted in and started saying that maybe i just didn't know the people i cared about very well. they started saying a lot of twisted truths and some outright lies about them, and it really started pissing me off. Y's dad was the biggest offender, so i pushed him down onto the floor, kicked him, and took his glasses.

then a bunch of old, southern women came over, cleared out the offensive type people, and blew up the kitchen. i think there was also some witchery invovled, but i don't remember what.